tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63594908406861406102011-04-21T13:33:17.699-07:00Mirror image photos for maximum pain.Kenneth Belascohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04087056238108463545noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359490840686140610.post-37472514120704607902009-05-28T14:52:00.000-07:002009-05-28T14:53:14.021-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/Sh8HvRaFcMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JcpzKX_N2S0/s1600-h/052809.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/Sh8HvRaFcMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JcpzKX_N2S0/s320/052809.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340996191792754882" /></a><br />Ireland day 3!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359490840686140610-3747251412070460790?l=fhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kenneth Belascohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04087056238108463545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359490840686140610.post-74005313482975690812009-05-27T12:53:00.001-07:002009-05-27T12:53:55.263-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/Sh2aRiyFGHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8sPCSQQnYHE/s1600-h/052709.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/Sh2aRiyFGHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8sPCSQQnYHE/s320/052709.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340594359316584562" /></a><br />Ireland day 2!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359490840686140610-7400531348297569081?l=fhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kenneth Belascohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04087056238108463545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359490840686140610.post-37276811795575645312009-05-26T12:48:00.001-07:002009-05-26T12:48:46.453-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/ShxHkSRT4II/AAAAAAAAAIg/HYnlsfFfUNI/s1600-h/052609.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/ShxHkSRT4II/AAAAAAAAAIg/HYnlsfFfUNI/s320/052609.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340221946859872386" /></a><br />Ireland part 1.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359490840686140610-3727681179557564531?l=fhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kenneth Belascohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04087056238108463545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359490840686140610.post-34356518332262529382009-05-22T08:25:00.000-07:002009-05-22T08:28:49.295-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/ShbEHm-ipOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/zxbc4JfGgsE/s1600-h/052209.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/ShbEHm-ipOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/zxbc4JfGgsE/s320/052209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338670043295294690" /></a><br />SMALLFISH!HSIFLLAMS<br><br><br />"The mirror is not you. The mirror is you looking at yourself."<br />-George Balanchine<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359490840686140610-3435651833226252938?l=fhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kenneth Belascohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04087056238108463545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359490840686140610.post-65657011598734449272009-05-21T13:42:00.000-07:002009-05-21T13:44:47.388-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/ShW82IRAnjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZrGgbt7xhzU/s1600-h/052109.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/ShW82IRAnjI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZrGgbt7xhzU/s320/052109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338380571435376178" /></a><br />BIRDINHAD!DAHNIDRIB<br><br><br />"You use a glass mirror to see your face; you use works of art to see your soul." <br />-George Bernard Shaw<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359490840686140610-6565701159873444927?l=fhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kenneth Belascohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04087056238108463545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359490840686140610.post-53069206102249971602009-05-20T07:27:00.000-07:002009-05-20T07:30:11.461-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/ShQTcAFBLBI/AAAAAAAAAII/NtNkCp0mZLE/s1600-h/052009.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/ShQTcAFBLBI/AAAAAAAAAII/NtNkCp0mZLE/s320/052009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337912830119193618" /></a><br />ARTIC!CITRA<br><br><br />"And you can't get away from a<br />mirror if you stand in front of it all<br />the time, right. But if you step away<br />from it, you don't notice it any more.<br />And that's what the stage is like for me.<br />See, an image becomes meaningless<br />in as much as it's always temporary."<br />-Neil Young<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359490840686140610-5306920610224997160?l=fhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kenneth Belascohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04087056238108463545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359490840686140610.post-87446603632445953712009-05-19T09:41:00.001-07:002009-05-19T09:44:48.687-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/ShLhaMnthoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/oJyoxd3THR4/s1600-h/051909.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/ShLhaMnthoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/oJyoxd3THR4/s320/051909.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337576348568094338" /></a><br />WORM!MROW<br /><br><br><br />"I've only been in love with a beer bottle and a mirror."<br />-Sid Vicious<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359490840686140610-8744660363244595371?l=fhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kenneth Belascohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04087056238108463545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359490840686140610.post-17125389598619834722009-05-18T08:39:00.000-07:002009-05-18T08:42:24.381-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/ShGBZ3_GsjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/YoTL3R5m20U/s1600-h/051809.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/ShGBZ3_GsjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/YoTL3R5m20U/s320/051809.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337189314936091186" /></a><br />FISHING!GNIHSIF<br><br><br /><br />"I suppose I do get sad, but not for too long. I just look in the mirror and go, 'What a f***ing good-looking f*** you are.' And then I brighten up."<br />-Liam Gallagher<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359490840686140610-1712538959861983472?l=fhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kenneth Belascohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04087056238108463545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359490840686140610.post-26365987482935578662009-05-15T06:46:00.000-07:002009-05-15T06:49:31.963-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/Sg1yR5lfZRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yEWLXsPJ-KM/s1600-h/051509.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/Sg1yR5lfZRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yEWLXsPJ-KM/s320/051509.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336046785345316114" /></a><br />HELICOPTER RESCUE!EUCSER RETPOCILEH<br><br><br />“There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.”<br><br />- Edith Wharton<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359490840686140610-2636598748293557866?l=fhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kenneth Belascohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04087056238108463545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359490840686140610.post-49104063345069431572009-05-14T07:17:00.000-07:002009-05-15T06:45:18.752-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/SgwoBESbn3I/AAAAAAAAAHg/41echUNqxVU/s1600-h/051409.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/SgwoBESbn3I/AAAAAAAAAHg/41echUNqxVU/s320/051409.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335683657323224946" /></a><br />WORLD'S UGLIEST DOG!GOD TSEILGU S'DLROW<br><br><br />“Life is a mirror and will reflect back to the thinker what he thinks into it.”<br><br />- Ernest Holmes<br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359490840686140610-4910406334506943157?l=fhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kenneth Belascohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04087056238108463545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359490840686140610.post-72908935842107854212009-05-13T14:34:00.000-07:002009-05-15T06:46:14.790-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/Sgs9RIr4YyI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RzuUJW1Wxww/s1600-h/051309.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_je3Mb1uLaBc/Sgs9RIr4YyI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RzuUJW1Wxww/s320/051309.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335425548149089058" /></a><br />TODAY WAS A GOOD DAY!YAD DOOG A SAW YADOT"<br><br><br />“Writing, I think, is not apart from living. Writing is a kind of double living The writer experiences everything twice. Once in reality and once in that mirror which waits always before or behind.”<br><br />- Catherine Drinker Bowen<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359490840686140610-7290893584210785421?l=fhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kenneth Belascohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04087056238108463545noreply@blogger.com0